The Cure For Loneliness
She was only a little girl of four
Adorably perfect in every way
Was told to expect a baby brother
And could barely contain her excitement
She was only a little girl of four
She waited so patiently and she prayed
She could not wait to see him and hold him
Her loneliness deep down would be no more
He arrived and she stood up to the plate
Surrogate mother, little girl of four
He was her living breathing cuddly doll
She loved and protected him through the years
The little girl of four grew up so fast
The many years flew by and life went on
One day she became a widow grieving
Her gruesome loneliness back in full force
'Twas her brother’s turn to reciprocate
To stand by abiding to protect her
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Posted in March, 2018
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